The Taste of Blood
On The Last Day
For the first, the first time
The fault's not mine
This picture's not right
It's blurring the lines
and shifting blame to
you you you you
(One more)
And I'll sit through this last time
Through every single one
of your swipes at our hearts
Then the knife hits
Now I've tasted blood
An then comes the flood
She whispers so soft
Now I've tasted blood
(I taste it)
More, give her, give her more
The blood won't stop
The pictures, nightmares and everything
that I can't seem to clear from my mind
I'll give to you
to you
It's not my fault
I'll blame
you you you
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